Category Archives: family support

I posted a new page titled “When I was your age…”. it was inspired by Tommy Jordan of the laptop shooting dad video. Nothing I haven’t been saying for a long time, but let’s put it into words. you can find it here: Thank you for reading. I have also made the offer to Mr. Jordan to guest author on my blog when he is ready to do so. This is in part because facebook limits how long the posts can be on our walls. Tweet #fighting4answrs

David is in full form tonight. He is all wound up and attention needy. Which means that he will do whatever it takes to get attention. Positive or Negative. Now, some people say “ignore him”. Easy for you to say, you don’t live with him 24/7. When he gets like this the other kids hide, and everyone is just along for the ride. So I am trying to keep him busy. As part of that, I grant him amnesty for cleaning all of the stuff out of his play area that doesn’t belong to him. Since he has a pretty serious issue with taking things that don’t belong to him, we can end up with quite a pile of stuff on the kitchen table. Oh, wait, I hear his brother crying out David’s name in a way that can only make your nerves quake. Time to mediate the fight. If

I don’t dread parent teacher conferences for any of my kids. Mostly because we keep such close touch with their teachers that we aren’t surprised when conferences roll around. This doesn’t occur with our youngest though since we are home schooling him. Before this Spring, the teachers would quake in fear when they saw my wife and I coming. Mostly because we had to pull teeth, nails and hair to get things that they should have provided without a fight. In the case of our youngest, we are still fighting, but feel that his needs are better met with us through home school. Sadly, he is missing so much by not being in public school. He misses his friends, he misses interaction with other adults, he misses PE, music, and what not. But he doesn’t miss getting assaulted on a regular basis, he doesn’t miss being restrained, he doesn’t miss